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Musing about people like Martha Stewart and Ken Lay, but also sort of what it feels like to be an American in the world today. Letting my inner pessimist come out to play.
When I was the king of the world
All my banners, slowly unfurled
When you're up on the top
Everyone wants to take his shot
When you're on top, there's no where to go but down...
On my way up I lost a lot of friends
Sometimes I wonder was it worth it in the end
Never had enough time for love
Had to see what it looks like from above
Had everything that I really need
Wanting more was simply greed
When I think about it, it makes me sad
Trying to get more, I lost everything I had